Koffee With San-Kar-An...

I wonder why people get so worked up about their first dates, first loves, first cars, first wives etc (!) As they say there is always a first time. Well, almost, for everything. But these firsts always leave an indelible mark on your psyches.

My First Date: I don't remember my first first date, but yeah I do want to share my first date (and last date ) with a guy called Sankar. He was a wannabe groom. A typical Tam-Bram, who exudes all the necessary Kalai (charm) which a TCS-Engineer is expected to possess. He is a decent-income generator, who is a wannabe USA-Flyer, and who expects a bride who would fit into all moulds available in his house.

Mr. Groom asked me to meet him in Cafe Coffee Day. I went dressed in my casuals, with no idea of what I was gonna talk to him. He had already arrived, dressed in a bottle green shirt and grey trousers, with not to forget, vibhuti (sacred ash) on his forehead and chest!!

I gulped down my rising apprehension and forced myself to remain calm. We ordered coffee, started sipping it and I decided to put forward my doubts. I had come prepared. After an hour of unsuccessful trials for conversation, I gave up. I had decided. I had no more doubts and no more questions to ask. We went home. I called up my friend and told her my decision. She seemed happy. Didnt sleep the whole night due to the thoughts swirling in my mind.

The next morning, I told my decision to my mum. She nodded her head and said, whatever is ok for you is fine for me. I smiled. It was done.

Day after the First Date: Mr. Groom was told politely about my decision. He seemed satisfied.

He was NOT the guy for me!